Agatha Parrot and the Odd Street School Ghost by Kjartan Poskitt ill Wes Hargis
The Day Agatha Parrot Came to My House
One sunny morning Agatha popped up in my mailbox. Yup, brilliant red hair, over-sized clomping boots, star-studded shirt and all.
Although it was a sunny morning at my house, it was NOT sunny for Agatha. "It was a dark and stormy night on Odd Street."
These details are not odd at all for a young heroine who lives on Odd Street, where all of the houses have (of course) odd numbers.
She lives in number five which has (of course) a red door.
As soon as I began reading, I knew (of course) that Agatha and I were going to be great friends.
It didn't take me long to realize that I am absolutely, totally and completely enchanted with this book because: